With a heavy heart
Trembling hands
Teary face

I started pouring out my anger
My emotions were playing me
Yet,I continued

Fueled with anger
And desire to destroy
I continue
To write

Things I meant and things I didn’t
I write them all down hurriedly
I was bent on destroying them
I will not be looked down upon

But,in the midst of all that anger
I stopped
Why? I don’t know
I guess a realization hit me

Just a word of mine written with anger
can destroy a lot
So… I stopped writing

God

Do you know that feeling?
That feeling that get you so down
Moment when you just get tired

Have been there… Most times
Like now…
I can feel the tears swelling up
About to burst out

Then the comfort came
Or should I say the peace
Then I was reminded that instead of worrying “Pray”

Allowing God know my concerns
Displaying Christ at the center of my worries
Filling my minds with beautiful things
Calming myself down to allow God work out an excellent harmony through me

I guess what makes God a Good Father
Is as simple as “Access”
I love the way I can approach him and he responds back

Finally in all that moment of vulnerability
I realized that
It no longer about my strength or weakness
It all about God working in me

I have seen Joy

I have seen a girl
With the brightest laughter ever
Eyes filled with delight
Face that light up everywhere

Hands as cute like a biscuit
Fingers that looks so small and chewable
Feet looking chubby like a teddy bear
Living life full of life itself

Taught me on how to embrace life
And encourage people in all areas
I have indeed seen a girl
That I can call a friend

Her name is “MOTUNRAYO”
I HAVE SEEN JOY

Acceptance

What do you want to do?
Let me get it for you
Where would you like to place it?
Are you sure you are comfortable

Going around attending to needs
Pleasing others while abandoning myself
I looked down to my feet
All wet dirty and bare

My hands full of blisters
My eyes filled with tears and scratch marks
My clothes looking tattered and unkept
How did I get here?

When did I forget myself
Why was I hurting myself
All for what
To satisfy and gain acceptance

Bliss

I got into the house
I looked around
Only to be surrounded with pity faces
Staring right back at me

I felt more lonely
I needed to run away from all of this
I need to breath fresh air
This is overwhelming

I ran to the church
Hoping to get peace
But I was disappointed
The pastor kept staring at me
Turning me into the sermon

I ran away again
I was all lost scared and feeling hopeless
I just needed a place to be accepted
To be looked upon with love and not pity

I was wandering around
Lost in my thought
Then I came across this poster
Written in bold letters

“In the midst of Situations and Challenges, never allow that determine your Joy”
“Draw your Joy from within”
“True Joy is not determined by the surroundings”
I Smiled
Peace at last

Friendship with Handcuffs

How does it feel
Being free with someone
How will it be like
I questioned
But no one in particular

How can I be called your friend
Without being able to express my thought
How can I impact you
If I cannot be free around you
I just want to be myself around you

When you call I answer
But when I call you decline
When you cry I run to comfort you
But when I cry you walk away from me
How do I manage this friendship?

Talk

Before we could say our first words together
Our eyes already did the talking
I was already intrigued into something I never started

Was it the eyes that looked at me back
Was it the reaction I got back
But I was hooked into the moment

Maybe we should have talked
Maybe I have have said “Hi”
It could have been possible